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TAKING IT BACK TO ITS ROOTS.
SteakClock smells like despair, lasers and burning buildings.
I feel enlightened.
Steaks smell delicious until they turn green which clearly he did not. FAIL!!!
If only Clock could obtain the secret to controlling one's odour, perhaps Clocktopia would a more peaceful and olfactoraly pleasing place. But alas, it is not to be, especially for one so unfortunate as to be composed of what is probably an inadequately refrigerated slab of meat.
Let's get down to grinding.
Every Mancubus should have it's Dinner
Gaylord waits for the heroes to arrive...
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